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Seventeen
05:23
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We were only 17. Curled up in the backseats of my mother’s ‘83. Of that old Buick Century. You said we’d always leave. That the city would set us free, but the devil always eats the boys from young families.Boy your bones are shaking cold and hard in that winter sun. You go on and on and on. Thought you’d never rest but that graveyard had other bets. Well you’re always wrong and now you’re gone, but you go on.We were only 17. Left our lives in those backseats of our mother’s ‘83. That old Buick Century. We said we’d always leave. But the city takes what it needs while we sleep. Like that old Buick Century. Boy your bones are shaking cold and hard in that winter sun. You go on and on and on. Thought you’d never rest but that graveyard had other bets. Well you’re always wrong and now you’re gone, but you go on. I hear you coming around now. Its all upside, you swear, you know you left. All your other friends paid all your other debts because you prayed for what you need. You’re wicker man on the promenade. You always said you’d set her free. But now you can’t call what you couldn’t keep.
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Jaguar
05:25
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“If our ship went down and spilled us out would you think of me and smile?” Like the paths we’d walk with our dirty feet. And how they seemed so biblical. When you woke back up and you looked at me what did see, doll? Between those dirty sheets is there what you need or what you want now that you’re all alone? When I called you out and all your friends filled you up with doubt ... Well you always leave, and when you leave, you always leave full you cannibal. I’m going to Virgina. I’m going to find a home.
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Pick One
03:06
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All my life I tried hard to get right but you were young. And madly in love. You’d break your own arms, girl. to get back on top. You came when I lied. I would of called you but you would have cried. You were a fool, god knows. You were a smart girl, you should have known. All my trust. I tried hard to give it up but you were young and madly in love. You’d break your own heart girl, to give it all up. You came when I lied. I would of called you but you would have cried. You were a fool, god knows. You were a smart girl, you should have known. So go. Just leave. don’t come back. I set you free. I’d fuck it all up. Like you need. Like you want. O’ baby please?
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Enter / Exit
03:48
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Cussing the silence was never the plan. But I lost myself in some others hands. In a basement bedroom. Like shadows we’d move until you were through. We slept through the winter bearing all that we got. We’d sit and talk about how this was not what we had planned. Or how this would end. With both of us shaking hands? But you’ll call at my door. And I’ll fall for it once more. And when I wake I’m by myself. Just and empty bed to tell. A few short words and you quit me in the garage with the smell of gasoline that stuck to our jeans. And that fake Christmas tree we left for the next family. You packed up your things, girl. Its what you did the best. You left behind what you can’t confess. The sins you never told. Some lost Catholic gold. I debt, so it goes. But you’ll call at my door. And I’ll fall for it once more. And when I wake I’m by myself. Just and empty bed to tell. I wait like a clock in that house. My arms pointing each hour out. If you could see it now, I’d sing it out. I’m not afraid you’re not alone. But what has changed?
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Jessie
05:31
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Hey there Jessie I heard you’re moving out, now to the East. Packed up your things and go. You up and left your home. You made a harlequin of everything I know. Hey there Jessie, I think I’m moving out, now to the sea. I was a young boy once. Covered in winter frost, taking only what I need. I’m not the one calling whiskey drunk screaming. You said it all, calling screaming on the phone. Now where’d you go? Hey there Jessie I can hear them yelling your name from the street. All the mistletoe, all that letting go, you couldn’t kiss away everything you’re not. I know you felt it. I could hear them calling your name from that block. Everything you’re not, everything you bought, and everything you almost ever got. I’m not the one calling whiskey drunk screaming. You said it all, calling screaming on the phone. Now where’d you go? Jessie, them scraps on your knees? You tumble like a weed and it goes on until they see. Jessie, those bows in your hair? All the boys are going to stare and it goes on until they see. I’m not the one calling whiskey drunk screaming. You said it all, calling screaming on the phone. Now where’d you go?
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Death Hilarious
05:33
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I dreamt that I got married in a cemetery among the ghosts. They brought me wine and whiskey. Said death had missed me and I’ve been gone too long. They said take what you want, you can have it all. You look so good in dust and bones. They took me in with matches, said you can leave your ashes. You won’t need them no more. And all those nights of drinking and all the pretty women won’t darken your door. Hell, its warmer and the days are shorter, and your nights can roll. And all those songs about redemption won’t be your own. I know I could never go. Because all those poor souls, they’ll call “Michael” where’d you go? Now I’m broke kneed, down and promising for the dirt to take me. At least for awhile. I swear I’ve got a good heart, it just falls apart after awhile. But I’m only an angel as deep as fangs go, and then you’re on your own. So just leave me to these broken heartbeats or pick me up. I know I could never go. Because all those poor souls, they’ll call “Michael” where’d you go?
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